I was trying to find a good quote or something to show how I was feeling... but I just couldn't. So, I will just start rambling...
If you follow me on the Twitters... you already know that Friday night was a rough night. It involved a patient dying and going through the emotions, care and aftermath of all that.
I can't give too many details or go into why the night was made even crazier and more annoying... but what I will say... is that this little boy's life mattered.
He mattered to his mom.
He mattered to him dad.
He mattered to his extended family.
Most of all... he mattered to our most loving Father.
And because of that, his death is JUST as big of a deal as the 2 year drowning victim. Or the 1 day old newborn. Or Cory Monteith. Or your son/daughter/mother/father/sister/brother/aunt/uncle/friend/etc.
So please stop saying or implying or suggesting that just because this little boy had mental delays, was always admitted to the hospital and his prognosis didn't bode well for him to have a great quality of life, that it's a good thing he died. Or that you wish his brother would, too (because he lives with the same things). Or say that he shouldn't have been born at all. Or that the mother should stop having kids.
It's rude. And disrespectful.
I signed up to be a nurse to care for kids. No matter who they are, what their diagnosis, or what the family chooses/doesn't choose to do for their child (ok, yes... I do take into consideration my moral beliefs sometimes... but that's never really affected my care for a kid). It is my right, duty and privilege to treat every single child with the respect and dignity they deserve because he/she is human being created in the image and likeness of our Lord.
No ifs, ands or buts about that.
So... to me. This little boy mattered, as well.
May he rest in peace.